The farmers.. Apu Mondal

In my country, the farmers
Are always poor.
They grow everything we
Eat, yet remain poor
As usual. The middlemen
Make profits while the poor
Farmer toils all day in rain
And Sun. Then, comes the
Floods and drought to ruin
The crops. His sorrows and
Tears get buried in his piece
Of earth. Only when he gets
Enough to feed his family is
He happy and returns to his
Fields to show his gratitude
Though poor, he sleeps in
Content, dreaming of crops
And a rich harvest festival.

Copyright: Apu Mondal@2020.c.r.